In fact, not only Ji Yuanming, but also Jian Ran were the ones who got into the metal cabinet.

As soon as he stepped onto the corridor on the second floor, he quickly formed seals with his long fingers, turned his head and instructed Lu Yanting to leave quickly, and then stepped through the golden light without delay, and stepped into the iron cabinet.

Before Jian Ran could catch her breath, she felt someone kicked her rear buttock firmly, she lost control of her body instantly, and stuck her head in it.

There were noisy and chaotic voices outside the metal cabinet, "Quickly close it tightly, the sediment is ready, I will pour it in as soon as I give an order,"

"Seal the closet door, yes, with glue..."

Jian Ran frowned, and wanted to move his body, but found that this body was not under his control at all, and a low sobbing sound came from his ear.

"Yinger, just tell me, where is his home?" A woman cried and choked up from outside the iron cabinet, her voice was weak and extremely distressed, "You just protect him like this? You're going to die? Mother loves you for nothing?"

"Liu Ying'er, your mother said that, and you are still obsessed with it?!" The voice of the speaker was old and serious, and seemed to be very prestigious, "You are so immoral, how can you make the Liu family look up in the village?!"

"We're just looking for that man to take responsibility for you and ask for an explanation for you. Why don't you understand?!"

Jian Ran's sojourning body still doesn't speak, just keeps crying, as if she won't let her tears dry, she won't give up.

The outside sighed, and then ordered in a voice without emotion, "Drink it, I think she won't give up until she sees the coffin!"

"Don't, don't—"

"Yinger, just say something!"

"Yinger—"

As the sand poured down from the hole in the top of her head, Liu Ying lowered her head and covered her belly with one hand. The four-month-old fetus in her belly seemed to be aware of it, and it kept moving, with a strong desire to survive.

Soon, the sand covered her chest, and Liu Ying felt short of breath.

The same is true for Jian Ran, thinking secretly, isn't it just to scare and scare?!

Still planning to come for real?!

One dead and two dead,

The resentment must be heavier!

"Liu Ying, why don't you say it?! Are you really not afraid of death?!" The elders of the ancestral hall waved their hands, signaling the person pouring sand to stop, "Even if you are not afraid, you still have to think about the child in your belly, right?"

Hearing the word 'child', Liu Ying seemed to be stabbed in pain, struggling in the mud and sand, "Let my child go, he is innocent!"

Just as the elder was about to say a few more words, a voice suddenly came out from the crowd of onlookers, "Patriarch, Li Zongcheng's mistress has been found!"

"Where?!" The patriarch turned around.

The woman in the iron wardrobe froze suddenly, her face full of disbelief.

"I'm the mistress who killed a thousand swords! How can anyone be deceived by him?" Dressed in a cheongsam, a curvaceous woman with heavy make-up came walking with her hips twisted.

Seeing the iron wardrobe covered in sand, he was taken aback for a moment, and then covered his chest with a handkerchief, "Yo, what is it, it scared me."

"Who are you Li Zongcheng?!" Liu Ying asked hoarsely.

"Why is there still sound in here?!" The woman was terrified, she turned her head and wanted to run, but was blocked by a strong man.

The patriarch squinted his eyes, revealing all his cunning.

The woman felt a little guilty, after all, after taking the money, she had to eliminate the disaster, so she could only bite the bullet and turn back, "Girl, Li Zongcheng is my man,"

"I gave him two children,"

"In the end, the man who killed a thousand swords turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. He insisted that the child had nothing to do with him..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Ying kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face, "I don't believe it!"

"As he said, he has never loved, only me!"

"Hahahahahaha," the woman seemed to hear a big joke, "little girl, can the man's words be trusted?!"

"He also said that he only loved me, and would not marry unless I was the only one, but he turned around and found the daughter of a rich family."

Liu Ying's mother couldn't bear the stimulation and was supported by others. Hearing this, she was even more excited, out of breath,

"Yinger, you, don't be stupid! People have already forgotten about you when they returned to the city!"

Liu Ying didn't respond, she was still crying.

Although living in Liu Ying's body, Jian Ran still sensed something was wrong.

Let's not talk about the origin of this woman, just talk about the strangeness.

Can you find Li Zongsheng's mistress, but can't find his home address?

Isn't this bullshit?!

As long as Liu Ying calms down, she can tell that something is wrong.

But then again, who can stay awake in foul-smelling silt?!

Before waiting for her own daughter's response, Mother Liu couldn't bear the stimulation and passed out. Father Liu, who had been silent by the side, finally couldn't help shouting, "Mother, don't let anything happen to you!"

Although Liu Ying in the tin cabinet couldn't see the scene outside, she was extremely sensitive to her father's voice and shouted anxiously, "Father, what's wrong with my mother?!"

The daughter who is the only favorite in the family has now become a slut who can do everything she can, Father Liu is ashamed and in pain, he squeezes out a voice of resentment through his teeth,

"Your mother is dead!"

"She never had your daughter!"

"let's go,"

"We can't stay here any longer!"

"Father!" Liu Ying uncontrollably raised her hand and smashed the iron wardrobe, "Don't leave! Save your daughter!"

Father Liu hugged his daughter-in-law for a while, and walked away after a while without looking back.

The scene in the ancestral hall fell into a stalemate, and someone approached the patriarch, "Patriarch, what do you think is going on here? Liu Ying is a stickler, admit death..."

"No matter what, the child can't stay!" The patriarch's face was sullen and his eyes were fierce, "Continue to feed!"

"At worst, one corpse and two lives!"

"Patriarch, don't you want the money?!" the man said anxiously.

Liu Ying's expression changed when she heard this, "You're torturing me like this, just to ask for money from Li Zongsheng?!"

"Nonsense! Shouldn't you pay the price for doing something offensive?!" The patriarch sneered, and sat on the grand teacher's chair as he spoke, "Didn't you hear me?!"

"Keep pouring!"

"Birth parents don't care about her life or death, so why don't we dare?!"

The strong man carrying the bucket of mud raised it high again, and poured it directly into the hole in the top of the iron wardrobe.

This time the speed was faster, and it passed Liu Ying's neck in an instant.

With her last breath of strength, she yelled out her throat miserably and hoarsely, "You must be happy if I die?!"

"Even the child in my stomach?!"

"What kind of vicious heart are you guys?!"

"Okay, okay—"

"Everyone present, mark my words,"

"I, Liu Ying, swear that I will turn into a ghost after death,"

"I will never let you go—"

Hearing this, Jian Ran began to have difficulty breathing, muttering to herself in a daze,

These bastards,

That's how I dug a hole for myself...